"I told you not to follow us here!" you objected. Will grabbed you firmly by the arm and led you into the elevator. Peering through the glass walls inside the the bright neon box on the top floor of the hotel, you could see out over the ocean. The lights of the city glimmered below in the midnight air as Will wrestled with your clothing. "Has he fucked you tonight?" he asked, holding your arms behind your back and unzipping your skirt as the doors slowly closed behind you.
"Will, we can't do this here! Michael is sitting at the bar waiting on me right this second; not to mention that everybody in the whole world can see us up here!"
Will emphatically jerked your skirt to your ankles, totally unimpressed with your plea.
"You didn't answer the question, little girl! Did Michael fuck you tonight or not?"
"No...not yet, anyways," you muttered. "You know he can't get it up but once a day, if that much, and after a drink or two tonight at the bar....what the hell is this, some jealousy trip?"
Grasping your panties with both hands, Will tore them right off your ass. For a moment you struggled, only to be pressed face first against the glass as he tied your wrists behind you with the tattered remains of your underwear.
"Let's check and see if you're lying," Will suggested, running his fingers between your legs and examining the the tender, warm recesses of your sex.
"Have you gone fucking crazy?" you demanded. "We can get arrested for this! What if somebody walks in on us? Hell, all they have to do is look over here! Let me go, Will!"
"It looks like you were being truthful," Will calmly observed, removing his hand from your crotch and forcing his fingers into your mouth. "Here! Taste yourself, bitch! Lick it up. See what it tastes like when Michael eats you!"
"You eat me better," you mumbled between his fingers, subduing your fear and anger for a moment.
"I know. I fuck you better too. Isn't that right my little slut?"
"God, yes!" You moaned as you felt Will's bare erection against the crack of your ass, sliding up and down between your cheeks. With your hands tied, you were powerless to refuse him. He reached around to unbutton your blouse in the front. Unhooking your bra in the back, Will kicked your legs apart and cupped your pendulous naked breasts in his hands, squeezing them tightly as he penetrated your pussy with his throbbing prick. For a moment, you forgot where you were, groaning loudly into the glass. Your breath formed a fog as your lips and tongue glazed the transparnecy with your succulent saliva. You submitted to Will's cock. He slipped your blouse off over your shoulders and down to your forarms, then snapped the thin straps of your bra in half, dropping it to the floor beside your skirt.
"Damn it Will!" you gasped. "You're tearing my clothes! What the hell is wrong with you?"
Shoving your chest into the glass with the force of his pelvic thrust, Will purposefully displayed your tits to anyone available. You were now completely nude inside the elevator other than your thin white blouse, bundled over the small of your back above your ligated wrists. "I don't give a shit about your clothes! Have Michael buy you some more. You said you wanted it rough. Now you're going to get it rough, you little cunt!"
Your magnificent mellons were soaking in your own spit, sliding back and forth, flattened against the glass into pale white spheres, squeezed tightly against the clear slimmy surface. Your nipples ached as he lifted and lowered your torso, effectively wiping the windows with your soft glowing orbs. You could feel the eyes of a gathering audience as Will slammed his massive member deeper into your love box. His hand drifted over your pelvic mound. His fingers teased your pubic hair, then dropping further to reach your swollen clit.
Will massaged your sensitive button, dipping a finger into your wetness, then circling your knob with the very tip as he pumped his thick dick into your womb. "You want to cum, don't you, Baby?" he whispered. "You know I do!" you responded, lustfully oblivious to risk or embarrassment. Your climax was building as the elevator suddenly began to move downward. You could hear it pass the 29th floor with a loud ding. Will turned quickly and pushed a button, stopping the elevator on the following floor. As the doors slowly opened, he spun you around to face them and anyone behind them. His arm encircled your neck, pulling your head back and pushing your chest out for maximal exposure of your perfectly nude body....Nobody! The hallway was empty.
"Next floor," Will mumbled, ripping the knotted panties from your wrists and freeing your arms, only to lean you forward with your hands planted on the guardrail, torso horizontal to the floor, legs spread and tits dangling freely. Your lover had always enjoyed fucking you from behind, taking full advantage of any opportunity to bend you over and make your breasts swing and spin wildly beneath you. He liked to watch you in the mirror, and the shiny metal surface of the elevator doors provided ample simulation, not to mention the reflection from the three glass walls.
The absence of Will's cock gave you a brief moment to ponder your eventual fate of exposure. For a short second you resisted, but Will was too strong and too determined. He drove his tool back into your dripping orifice. His pelvis slammed against your butt as he smacked your ass with both hands, shoving you forward until your head was resting on the rail with your arms folded under your face. Your tits were jumping and spinning from the impact as he continued to fuck you mercilessly. Floors dinged by as you the two of you descended...19th, 18th, 17th.
Will slipped his thumb slowly up your asshole while leaning forward, pulling on your large pink nipples and slapping your breasts. His heavy balls banged against your clit as he prepared to blow his load inside of you. Ding...Ding...Ding...12th, 11th, 10th...
"I'm not stopping until you cum, little girl!" Will announced, huffing and heaving his powerful pole into your pussy as hard and as fast as he could. You closed your eyes as the first waves of your orgasm froze your appendages in place. There was no way this would be over by the time the doors opened, even if you were headed all the way to the first floor. The lips of your cunt involuntarily locked around your lover's rock hard erection. The cum bath had finally started. Will blasted your vaginal vault with load after load of his thick, hot cream. Your whole body flexed and jerked uncontrolably. You couldn't help but whimper as your convulsions continued. "Why hold back?" you thought. Your clothes were scattered on the floor. Will had turned you into a pornographic spectacle, bucking and grinding against his crotch like some perverted sex slave, unable to pull away from your master's dick once your breeding was completed. His semen oozed over your pouting vulva like sea foam, dripping down your inner thighs. The longer he pumped his cock up your slit, the longer your climax lasted. Michael could have never lasted this long, nor seduced you into total submission. You loved Michael, but you were Will's sex toy and he knew it.
The doors of the elevator were opening, but you were paralyzed in the wake of an orgasmic seizure. Someone stepped in....a man. The doors closed. Will's cock, still half erect, slipped out between your widely stretched vaginal lips. Still oozing with sperm, he squeezed out the remaining cum up and down the crack of your ass, swirling it like icing over your puckering anus.
"Now doesn't that look sweet?" Will asked the stranger. "Did you see her cum?"
"Yes," a familiar voice answered.
"Oh really? What floor did she start?"
"I'd say 5th," said the stranger.
"Then you have 5 minutes to get on your knees and lick her clean. Otherwise, you know what will happen."
You turned to see Michael getting down on his knees behind you. "What are you doing?" You tried to stand up, but Will forced you back down with his hand on your back.
"Spread her cheeks," Will ordered. Michael complied as Will opened your legs still further. "Eat her, Michael. Clean her little pussy up. That's the way her pussy looks when a real man fucks it." You could feel Michael's warm tongue first against your inner thighs, then running up the length of your snatch on either side. "That's good, Michael. Now stick your tongue up inside her. Lick her good. Lap that little slut's cunt until she cums in your mouth. That's what you want isn't it Michael? To taste her cumming in your mouth?"
Michael probed your pussy deeply, slurping and sucking the inner folds of your vaginal walls. Will ordered him to lick your ass and to fuck your anal opening with his tongue. You had no idea what Will had on Michael, but he was following commands to the T. As embarrassed as you were for Michael, you could not deny the pleasure his mouth afforded you. Will owned you both. Having slid to the floor, you assumed the doggy position. There was no concern about who would see you or what they would think. You didn't know anybody here anyway. You just wanted to cum again.
Will kneeled down in front of you and pulled out his cock. He was hard as a rock again, at least twice the size of Michael. "Suck it," he demanded. You took him into your mouth, tasting the salty bitterness, a mixture of his juices with your own, dried into a crusty coating that he insisted you consume. Your mouth could barely contain his size as you allowed him to penetrate the depths of your throat with the pulsating head of his cock. "You see, Michael. I fuck her in whatever hole I want whenever I feel like it, and then she sucks the cum off my cock. She cleans me up and you clean her up."
Will laughed as you continued to suck him, easing his prick all the way down your throat until his balls were resting on your chin. Michael concentrated on your clit, licking and sucking it deep into his mouth, nibbling with his teeth, desperately trying to defer your attention from Will's cock.
"Let him fuck me, Will!" You begged, licking his massive rod its full length, then sucking his balls into your mouth. "I'll let you cum in my mouth. I want you to. You can make Michael watch. He can watch while he fucks me."
This seemed to appease Will. "Go ahead, Michael. I should think you've cleaned your Baby's pussy adequately by now. I've often wondered what your cock looks like while I was fucking your little lady. She felt so tight when we first started. I knew you couldn't have much of a dick. Why else would she be such a slut for me?" Michael pulled out his semi-erect penis, slipping it between your widely splayed vulva, and began pumping your cunt.
"Excited are we?" Will sarcastically remarked. "Can you feel his cock, sweetheart? He's fucking you, in case you were wondering."
Will forced his erection back in your mouth. "Now suck it like you mean it!"
Again, Will began fucking your mouth, only harder this time. He intended to make sure Michael would never make you cum. "This is the picture of a slut, Michael! Grab a handful of hair and pull her head back like they do in the porn movies," Will ordered. Michael, always hesitant to hurt you, did as he was told. He was clearly getting into it, slamming his comparably smaller dick as deep inside your cunt as he could. Still, Will was getting close. His balls were tightening and you could taste his sticky precum as he fucked your face furiously. He exploded in your mouth, groaning loudly for Michael's benefit. Much to his amusement, you could not swallow his entire load. Cum dripped from your mouth as Michael looked on, continuting to pump you from behind.
"Come on, Michael!" Will gloated, standing back up and zipping his pants. "Can't you make her cum with your little dick? Fuck her, Michael! Fuck her like a bitch in heat!"
Will leaned over and whispered in your ear, "Play with your clit, Baby. Make it easier for him. I want to watch you make yourself cum." You reached down and began to masturbate, rubbing your clit hard in a circular motion as Michael continued to drill your pussy. You could feel yourself getting close. "Her nipples are getting hard, Michael," Will announced. "I think she is finally getting aroused."
"Don't stop, Michael!" you pleaded, trying to make Michael think he was making an impact. Truthfully, after Will, you could barely feel him. You wanted to cum badly. As much as you wanted Michael to think he caused it, you knew that you were masturbating for Will. He was the one who demanded it. You were his slave....his sex kitten.
Michael could hold back no longer. With a gasp, he drained his balls inside of you; a slighter amount than either of Will's ejaculates. Will turned you over on your back. "Finish it," he insisted, leaning down to suck your tender pink nipples. "Finish it yourself, or I'll make him lick his own cum out of your cunt." You immediately stopped rubbing your clit and smiled. "Would you like to hold him down while I sit on his face?"
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